Hypocrite, how dare you?
dead weight drips dismay, dribbled down into disappointing streams.
egotist: elated inflating the eccentric elastic, fantastic, facist faux feind.
Feirce fire-fighting, igniting inside us something fake and obscene, so our meanings are empty, ugly, unclean.
Wide words do not a wise man made.
Mistake me.
Mismaking mix-metaphor judgements, how jovial.
How Hypocrite, dare you? Where you stand perpendicular, perfect, so predictable.
But I'm not you; who ever you think that you are.
Today I and worthwhile. Writhing potential.
Mayfly-exostential, mad-mauling persona.
Tomorrow I'm worthless. You can have me then.
Hypocryte: I dare you.